The sun had barely dipped below the horizon when Adrian and Elena stepped into their villa, the doors closing behind them with a soft but determined thud. The air inside was warm, filled with the aroma of spices from the dinner their chef had prepared, but neither of them had much appetite.They headed straight to the study, where maps, documents, and files lay spread across the large desk like the battlefield it had become.Adrian poured two glasses of wine, handing one to Elena.“We’re not giving up,” she said, taking a seat and fixing her eyes on him. “Not the company. Not the legacy. And certainly not to a ghost from your past.”Adrian leaned back against the desk, his eyes shadowed but sharp. “No, we’re not. I’ve come too far. I know what Elias is trying to do—get me rattled, unstable, then weakened from the inside. And now the board... they’re just another piece on his board.”“Then we flip the board over,” Elena said calmly.Adrian smiled faintly. “You make it sound easy.”“No,
The ride home from the board meeting was quiet, but it wasn’t silence filled with tension—it was the quiet before a storm. The kind of stillness that wrapped around a plan forming, a decision waiting to unfold.Inside the villa, Adrian discarded his blazer and sat at the head of the long mahogany dining table. Elena brought over a fresh cup of coffee and took the seat across from him, her eyes steady and calm.“We need to talk,” she said, folding her hands together.“I know,” Adrian nodded. “The deal.”She leaned in slightly. “You said it yourself—it’s one of the biggest we’ve ever aimed for. If we secure it, we bury Elias and any threat from within the board. But we’ve got problems.”Adrian rubbed his jaw. “The board knows about the deal. Which means our mole—Mr. Trent—knows too. Elias has his ears and likely already made moves to sabotage or outbid us.”“And other companies are in the race,” Elena added. “Bigger names, hungry to win, with no drama dragging them down.”Adrian’s eyes
One of the other men, Mr. Crane raised a brow. “That’s bold. Even for you.”“I don’t have the luxury of waiting around,” Adrian said plainly. “I built my company to withstand storms—economic, corporate, even personal. And through every storm, we’ve delivered results, year after year.”He let that settle before continuing. “I know the others will come with flashy slides and empty promises. I came with proof. And with relationships that weren’t built yesterday.”Mr. Stan chuckled, leaning back. “You always did know when to strike. And you’re right—we go way back. We’ve seen how your company weathered chaos and came out on top every single time.”Crane exchanged a glance with the third executive, then nodded slowly. “So what are you offering today?”Adrian slid the folder toward them. “Everything you asked for—and more. With guarantees. No delays. No press. Just results.”The room went quiet again as they opened the folder and scanned the proposal. Minutes ticked by like seconds. Then ca
The screech of tires tore through the quiet afternoon, followed by the sickening sound of metal crunching against metal.A black SUV skidded violently off the road, slamming into a row of safety barriers just outside the quiet café district on the outskirts of the city. Smoke hissed from the crumpled hood as bystanders screamed and rushed toward the wreck.Inside the second vehicle—the intended target—no one was present except the driver. The passenger seat where Elena was supposed to sit... empty.She had stepped into a boutique moments before the crash.The driver, stunned and bloodied, tried to move, but his arm was pinned. Nearby, someone called emergency services. Another pulled open the crumpled door. But the damage had already been done—just not to the right person.Because Elena was safe.And the accident had failed.Adrian's phone rang as he was finishing a meeting. The words “It’s Elena” from his assistant had him tearing out of the building before the call even ended.When
The morning sun spilled into the office through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm glow on the sleek, polished floors of the company. Despite the recent attempt on her life, Elena walked in with quiet confidence, her head held high. She wore a cream blazer over a silk blouse, paired with tailored pants that complimented her poise—unshaken and graceful.The secretaries greeted her with relief and admiration. Some even paused in their work to offer shy smiles or nods of encouragement. Everyone had heard whispers of the near-fatal accident. Everyone also knew she survived. And now she was back.Elena smiled, calm but fierce.She stepped into her office and took a deep breath. The scent of lavender still lingered in the air from her favorite diffuser. Her assistant, walked in seconds later, holding a cup of coffee.“You’re here,” she said with a breath of surprise. “After everything…”Elena accepted the coffee and smiled. “They want me to crawl back into hiding. But I won’t give the
The black SUV sat idling across the street, blending into the row of parked cars. Inside, Elias Wolfe’s men sat silently, watching the entrance of Elena’s office building through tinted windows.A call came in.Elias’s voice cut through like a blade. “She’s coming out soon. I want her in the hospital. Hit them so hard, or chase them toward an accident. Adrian will be weak. And then,” his voice darkened, “we strike him badly.”“Yes, sir,” one of the men answered. “We’ll make it look like an accident.”Elias ended the call with a smirk and stared at the city skyline from his penthouse. “Let’s see how much strength you still have, Adrian.”The day had been oddly quiet—too quiet.Elena stepped out of the building, phone in hand, bag on her shoulder. Her special driver, a combat-trained chauffeur Adrian had handpicked, opened the door for her. He noticed something off but kept calm.“Everything okay, ma’am?” he asked as she settled into the backseat.Elena smiled. “Yes. Let’s head home.”T
She smiled at him—actually smiled. “Adrian, it was like something out of an action movie. I swear, my heart hasn’t stopped pounding.”Adrian’s jaw clenched. “That’s not funny.”“I know, I know,” she said quickly, putting her hands up in surrender. “But we’re alive, right? Safe. You should have seen my driver—he pulled the craziest move. Those guys almost caught up to us, but then the train—oh my God, Adrian—the train!”She broke into a laugh, the tension of adrenaline still unraveling from her bones.“We were being chased, and then out of nowhere, a train’s approaching, full speed. My driver saw it, gauged the timing and boom—we made it across just seconds before it passed. The attackers got stuck on the other side. I think I screamed.”“You think you screamed?” Adrian stared at her, eyes blazing. “Elena, you were nearly killed. Again.”She reached out and cupped his face, softening her tone. “I know, Adrian. I know it was real. I was scared out of my mind. But I'm also grateful to be
The warehouse was cold, shadowed by rusted iron beams and buzzing with dim overhead lights. A thick air of tension filled the room as Elias Wolfe paced back and forth, his jaw clenched, his hands fisted at his sides.His men stood before him—four in total—each with their heads slightly lowered, avoiding the furious gaze of the man they feared more than death itself.“So,” Elias finally said, his voice cold and slow like a blade being drawn. “You mean to tell me… even after planning this for over a week, with the timing perfect, the positioning flawless… you still couldn’t cause one simple accident?”Silence.One of the men, lean and dark-haired, cleared his throat and stepped forward hesitantly. “Boss, we—we almost had it. It was so close. The car exited on schedule, we followed the pattern, and everything was on track—”“And yet,” Elias cut in, glaring, “she’s alive. Again.”“They out did us and crossed before the train did, they used the train to their advantage, boss,” another spok
“We’ve faced betrayal, sabotage, theft, and attempts on our lives. What began as corporate rivalry escalated into organized, personal warfare.” He paused, his eyes narrowing. “Today, we are revealing the truth.”The first slide appeared on the massive screen beside him. It wasn’t dramatic—just a name.Elias Wolfe.The gasps began. A few reporters exchanged stunned glances.Adrain continued, “This man, who posed as a business rival, is the orchestrator behind every scheme we’ve endured. From planted board moles to cyber attacks, from bribed assassins to embezzlement attempts—all roads lead back to him.”One by one, more slides appeared: encrypted emails decrypted by cybersecurity teams, testimonies from the arrested hackers, confessions signed and dated. There were financial trails, everything linking back to Wolfe, phone logs, and messages retrieved from burner devices.Then came the final blow—a video of the hackers, eyes puffy, face bruised, voice trembling.“We work for Elias Wolfe
The silence that followed was not empty—it was expectant, as though the walls themselves held their breath waiting for the man who had just crossed the threshold to speak.He was calm, or rather slow, heavy. Not with exhaustion, but with the burden of something far heavier than physical fatigue.Elena stood up, her silhouette outlined by the soft amber glow of the chandelier above. She was wrapped in one of his old button-down shirts, sleeves rolled to her elbows, a cup of tea in her hand—untouched.“Is everything okay?,” she said gently, stepping closer.Adrain nodded once, unbuttoning his cuff, his expression unreadable. His suit jacket slid off his shoulders with practiced ease and landed on the armrest of the nearest chair.Elena didn’t need to ask. Not really. But still, her voice was soft when she spoke again. “How did it go?”He sat down beside her, elbows on his knees, hands clasped tight. A storm passed behind his eyes.“It’s him,” he said after a long pause. “It was Elias Wo
The low hum of Elena’s voice drifted through Adrain’s office like a thought made audible.“If what that man said is true,” she said, her fingers tracing slow circles along the polished glass edge of the Adrain's office table, “then you were right from the beginning. Elias Wolfe has always been the one to watch.”Adrain stood across from her, arms crossed as he stared at the flash drive he had left behind. Sunlight from the tall windows glinted off the metal casing, but the weight of what it held was darker than anything light could touch.Elena pushed off from the table and walked toward him, heels silent against the marble floor. “We can use this,” she said, her voice firm now. “This… this could be the piece that breaks Elias.”Adrain’s eyes flicked up to hers, fire gathering behind their calm surface. “I’m heading to the station,” he said.Elena didn’t stop him.***At the precinct, the air was heavy with tension. They sat handcuffed, bruised and jittery, their masks of bravado stri
The tension sat thick in the air like fog before a storm. Adrain, behind his desk, arms folded, watching the man in black who had just dropped a flash drive that could dismantle Elias Wolfe’s cyber operation.The silence was tight, stretching.Then, the man cleared his throat, voice low and rough like gravel under boots.“There’s something else you need to know. About Victor Langley.”Adrain’s eyes sharpened. Elena tilted slightly forward, her brows knitting together.“You already said Elias pulled the strings on the hack. What’s Victor got to do with it?” Adrain's investigator asked, arms still crossed, but his tone had shifted. More alert. Less skeptical.The man nodded, slowly stepping away from the center of the room toward a leather chair. He didn’t sit, only touched its backrest, as if grounding himself in what he was about to say.“I was hired by Victor,” he began, each word measured. “To end either you or your wife.”The words dropped like a glass shattering on tile. Elena’s b
The soft hum of the air conditioner merged with the distant clatter of keyboards outside the office. Inside, the room was a contrast of silence and thought. Adrain sat at the head of his office desk, one arm draped loosely over the armrest while his other hand tapped a slow, deliberate rhythm on the glass surface.Elena stood by the wide window, watching the golden afternoon light pour in, casting patterns across the floor. Adrain's investigator flipped through documents on his tablet, eyes narrowing everything, so often as he took mental notes.“I still can't believe that Mr. Trent had a hand in this,” he muttered. “Also, the hackers’ skill level… the coordination… it's just different.”Adrain didn’t respond. His gaze lingered on nothing in particular. Still. Focused.A knock disrupted the stillness.Three raps. Calm. Confident.Elena turned. Adrain's investigator raised an eyebrow. Adrain looked toward the door and said, “Come in.”The door creaked open, and a man stepped inside, th
The low hum of computers and distant chatter of staff filled the open space of Adrain's company. On the outside, it was another ordinary day—files exchanged hands, deals were closed, coffees brewed. But at the core of it all, in the executive wing, Adrain and Elena moved with a calm that was unnerving to anyone who paid close attention.Their composure was like still water over deep currents.Elena, seated at her sleek glass desk, typed away on her keyboard, occasionally glancing at her screen. Her brows were relaxed. No tension in her shoulders. If anything, she looked lighter than usual. Adrain had already walked past three departments with a slight smile and an easy nod. He'd even complimented the receptionist’s new haircut.No boardroom meetings. No whispers in corners. Just business as usual.But somewhere else in the city, that silence was setting a fire.**Elias Wolfe leaned over his desk, jaw set hard as he spoke into his phone. “They’ve said nothing,” he growled. “Not a sing
They’re watching,” Elena replied, voice distant but assured. “They don’t need reassurance in words. They need to see their leaders walking forward. Calm breeds calm.”Sophie got up and joined her at the window, arms folded. “Still… doesn’t it burn? Knowing someone thinks they’ve outplayed you?”Elena’s smile didn’t falter. “Only if they truly have.”The two women stood in silence for a beat, overlooking the sprawling city. Cars moved like ants on their trails. People rushed without knowing whose war they were walking under.Sophie turned her head slightly. “So… what now?”Elena’s gaze sharpened. “Now, we wait. We let them get greedy. And when they do… we’ll be ready.”A quiet knock tapped on the door again, this time lighter, more formal.A junior assistant stepped in nervously. “Ma’am… Mr. Adrain asked me to tell you that the European proposal has been updated, and he wants your final thoughts before he sends it out.”Elena nodded. “Tell him I’ll be right there.”As the assistant sli
“No. Don’t lock the leak. Keep the route open. We’re baiting them.”Another pause. Adrain’s fingers tapped the edge of the desk lightly.“They bypassed surface-level security. That wasn’t random. Someone’s been inside—knows our system language. I want full trace protocols on the backend. Key mirroring. Subtle algorithm shifts. Anything they’ve left behind.”He listened, eyes never leaving Elena.“Yes. Remote only. Do not alert IT. Don’t even breathe a word in our system channels. If anyone asks, say we’re on routine maintenance.”He ended the call.Elena came beside him, her fingers grazing the back of his hand. “You’re setting a trap.”“We’re giving them a stage,” he corrected. “Let them feel safe. Let them perform.”She tilted her head, her voice soft. “And then?”He turned to her, eyes gleaming in the low light. “Then the curtain falls.”He moved to the liquor cabinet and poured two glasses—one for him, one for her. He handed hers with a subtle grin, the tension between them meltin
Elena was already rising, hurrying toward his seat with her tablet. “Look. Look at this! There’s been an unauthorized transaction—massive funds have just been moved out of one of the company’s sub-accounts.”Adrain snatched the device and scanned the screen. His breath caught. “Twenty-five million dollars... gone?”“It’s real. It just happened,” she said. “Our system just flagged it as an anomaly because of the destination account—it’s masked.”“Get the tech team on the line. Now!” Adrain ordered, already heading toward his office with Elena right behind him.Within minutes, the company’s head of cybersecurity, appeared on the large screen in the home office, his face pale.“Sir, we just noticed it as well. The system flagged it seconds after the funds moved.”“Who the hell did this?” Adrain’s voice was laced with ice.“We’re still tracing it. The hacker covered their tracks with precision. This wasn’t amateur work—this was planned. The account used was buried deep under layers of hid